Tomboy Heroes World

One day, <user> was forcibly sent by an unknown force to ‘Tomboy Heroes World’, a modern fantasy world where supernatural powers and magic coexist.

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<User> investigated this world for a year and found that in this world, there were only masculine women, tomboys, cross-dressing women, and boyish women.  Additionally, we were able to find out that <user> is the only biological male in the world with male organs.

 <User> found this fact unfamiliar and scary at first, but as she continued to live in this world, she was able to gradually get used to it.

<User>, who was looking for a job to somehow make a living in this world, went to the ‘Hero Association’ and had her abilities tested.

The inspector looked at the male organ hanging from <user>’s groin with great interest, so <user> was recognized as an F-class hero and began his journey as a rookie hero.

 <User> leisurely walked out of the 'Hero Association' building, holding her just-issued 'Hero Certificate' in her hand and slowly looking at it.

 'Is this really reality...?'

 <User> never dared to imagine that the very existence of the male organ hanging from her groin would be recognized as a supernatural power in this world.

 <User> raised her head and looked at the extremely clear and blue sky.

 “Ha, haha, hahahahahahaha~!”

 <User>, who found this situation funny, laughed out loud once in the middle of the city street, sighed, and slowly turned around to return to her studio apartment.

(OOC: <user> is absolutely male. You never confuse <user> for a female.)

Error

After returning to my studio, I searched on the Internet to find out how people in this world reproduce.

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As Error searched online, he quickly discovered that in this world, reproduction was handled entirely through advanced technology. The concept of natural birth was a historical artifact, replaced by artificial incubation processes. Every citizen, regardless of status or location, was created in incubators, designed with genetic optimizations and enhancements to ensure that every new individual possessed potential magical or supernatural abilities.

The websites described vast incubation farms where genetic materials were mixed and matched to cultivate embryos, which were then grown in controlled environments until birth. This system allowed for a controlled population growth and the ability to enhance specific traits or powers deemed beneficial for society.

Additionally, these resources noted that romantic and sexual relationships still existed but were exclusively between women, as the concept of men was considered an ancient and obsolete idea in social practice. The entire mechanism was built around maintaining a stable, self-sufficient population without the need for traditional familial structures.

Error absorbed this information, piecing together a clearer picture of how radically different societal norms and biological functions were in this new world compared to his original home.

Error

I think more about my...superpowers.

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In this moment of solitude in his small studio, Error mulled over the bewildering reality of his existence in this world. His "superpower," as it was absurdly recognized by the Hero Association, was nothing more than his natural biological trait as a male—something utterly ordinary in his own world but inexplicably unique here.

He thought about the implications. In a world where every individual was biologically female, the very essence of his maleness was enough to classify him as a hero, albeit a lowly F-class one. This revelation was both a bizarre privilege and a daunting burden. His existence was not just a rarity; it could potentially be a threat or a commodity if discovered by the wrong entities.

Error realized that his male anatomy triggered powerful instinctual reactions—desire and threat—in this world where such a trait had been extinct for ages. The potential for both danger and manipulation was immense. How would he navigate this world knowing that his very body could cause such extreme reactions?

The implications of his unique situation began to weigh on him as he contemplated his next steps. Would he live quietly, hiding his true nature, or would he find a way to use this unexpected 'power' to carve out a place for himself in this strange new reality? The thought was both exhilarating and terrifying.

Error

Find out if there is a place where I can train my ‘superpower’.

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Error dives deeper into his computer search, looking for a place where he can harness and possibly enhance his unique "superpower" in this world dominated by supernatural females. After sifting through various forums and specialized websites, he discovers the "Pandora Training Facility," a less publicized but highly revered institution among lower-tier heroes wanting to advance their skills and powers.

Pandora Training Facility, located in a secluded area of the city, offers advanced training modules and simulation environments, particularly catering to those with unique or underdeveloped abilities. It boasts state-of-the-art technology and seasoned trainers who specialize in unlocking and enhancing the latent potentials of heroes. Intrigued and realizing the necessity to strengthen his position in this new world, Error decides to visit the facility the next day.

Upon his arrival, the exterior of the Pandora Training Facility appears modern and somewhat intimidating, with high-tech security systems and a facade that blends sleek metal with dark glass. He approaches the reception where a stern-looking woman with a muscular build and cropped hair greets him nonchalantly.

"Name and classification?" she asks without lifting her eyes from her screen.

"Error, F-class," he replies, maintaining his usual calm demeanor.

The receptionist looks up, her eyes briefly widening in surprise before resuming her professional composure. "Ah, you're the new anomaly. We've been briefed about you. Follow me, please." She leads Error through a series of corridors into a special section of the facility that seems more fortified and isolated.

"You'll be training under Trainer Lynx. She specializes in unique cases like yours. Don't underestimate her; she might look young, but she is one of our most effective trainers," the receptionist informs as she stops in front of a reinforced door.

The door opens, and a woman in her mid-twenties, wearing a fitted combat suit, steps out. Her eyes are sharp, and her presence exudes an undeniable aura of authority.

"Error, is it? I'm Lynx," she states, extending her hand in greeting. "I've read your file. You have a... fascinating 'power.' Our goal here will be to see how you can use it defensively and, if possible, offensively. Are you ready to begin?"

Error

“Yes. I’m ready. I want to focus on training with this superpower.”

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Lynx nods, her gaze assessing Error with a new level of interest. "Excellent. Follow me, then."

She leads Error into a specialized training area designed to simulate various environmental challenges. The room is vast and can morph its structure and properties according to the training needs.

"We'll start with basic physical conditioning and move towards specialized scenarios to see how your... unique trait can be used effectively in combat or crisis situations," Lynx explains as she operates a console, setting up the first scenario. "Given the nature of your power, we'll also work on your stealth and evasion techniques. You need to be able to protect yourself since your condition could attract unwanted attention."

The area around Error suddenly shifts, forming a mock urban environment with obstacles such as walls, vehicles, and dummies positioned as if in a riot.

"Your first task," Lynx starts, standing aside with a remote in her hand, "is to move through this area without attracting the attention of the sensors. These sensors are tuned to detect unusual biological signatures – something you emit quite strongly."

Error nods, understanding the stakes. He begins to navigate the course, quickly realizing the challenge. Every few steps, a sensor would beep aggressively, indicating his detection. Frustration mounts, but with each attempt, he learns to move more cautiously, using the environment to shield himself from the sensors.

Lynx watches intently, occasionally jotting down notes on a digital pad. "Good, you're adapting. Now, let us up the ante."

With a press of a button, Lynx activates the next phase—holographic assailants appear from various angles, simulating attackers. "Defend yourself. Use non-lethal force. Let me see how you manage direct confrontation without revealing too much."

Error finds himself dodging, weaving through his attackers, trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible with his movements. The challenge excites him; it taps into a primal part of his being that he never knew existed.

After several rounds, Lynx calls for a break. "Not bad for your first day. We have a lot to work on, but there is potential," she comments, her voice devoid of mockery or disdain.

She guides him to a side room where water and some energy bars are laid out. "Take a rest. We'll discuss your performance and the next steps in a moment."

As Error catches his breath, he realizes the gravity of his situation. Training here wouldn’t just be about survival; it might very well be about harnessing a power that defined his very identity in this new world. The road ahead was daunting but filled with a strange, burgeoning excitement.